She Professed Herself The Pupil Of The Wiseman (WN)

ninety-six

"Hurry up, then, on the contract!

Reaching the height of his mood after receiving recognition, Mira activated [Summoning Skills: Engraving Contracts] with her right hand toward Sanctia in momentum. It is an initial skill dedicated to the class used in the subpoena.

Mira gently moves her right hand around the warm light closer to Sanctia. Words Lambert and Antine watching it from afar in the face of tension.

Sanctia was a kiss-waiting face with her hands together in front of her chest.

Mira's hand touches Sanctia's forehead.

The contract of summons will not be concluded unless both parties wish it.

In other words, if the opponent refuses, the contract will be annulled, and the light that wraps his hands will be instantly misty. And this phenomenon will be the same for non-contractual counterparts.

For a while after touching Sanctia's forehead, the light of the covenant that wrapped Mira's hand did not go away. It increases and swells, becoming countless flashes of light and running endlessly around the chapel. As if, a light show.

"Oh, this isn't the first time I've ever glowed!

Mira lifts her voice so excitedly that she narrows her eyes to the glare.

Contractual reactions vary from person to person. That also tends to vary greatly by ability, but this reaction was extraordinary in Mira's experience.

"Is this the light of the subpoena,"

Words Lambert looked at the sight somewhere interesting.

Eventually the light gradually converges and draws a magic formation on the ground to surround Mira and Sanctia. And the next moment, its magic formation became a particle of splashing light, sucked into Mira's palm.

"Ma, haven't you?

Sanctia shakes her puffy lips as she dyes her cheeks red. Because he's meditating on his eyes, he doesn't seem to realize what happened.

"Success!

"Huh!?"

Leaving Sanctia like that alone, Mira, happy to complete her contract, shouted her right hand high up. Sanctia, who shook her shoulders victoriously at the voice, opened her thin eyes to see what was going on.

"The Holy Sword's Armor Spirit. This raises expectations!

Fully pleased with his mastery of new techniques, Mira exercises her technique quickly and with all due pleasure, visualizing the summoning point as she cares.

[Summoning: Sanctia]

White, glowing magic formation that floated at the same time as the activation. It twists thinly so as to converge, bouncing as quickly as possible, scattering polar-colored shards. And from there, Mira's new powers appeared.

"What... bye..."

It sounded dry metal and rolled onto the floor. The holy sword's weapon Spirit means that Mira, who expected something like Dark Knight or Hollyknight's superior compatibility to emerge, picks it up in an abrupt manner.

What was summoned was a single sword. Besides, it is two holy swords and two melons if you look well. However, since the main body of the Holy Sword lies at Sanctia's feet, it does not seem to have summoned the Holy Sword itself. So what is this?

"What do you mean?

Flipped from the top of his excitement, Mira, completely betrayed in anticipation, asks Sanctia for a reason with her sword hanging in her hand.

"I don't care if you ask me, just..."

Sanctia answers with a slight pull to Mira's appearance that makes her want to suspect that she was possessed by the demon knife kind.

"I can't use a sword..."

Mira, whining sighingly, stared at the sword wondering what was going on.

(Well, I just learned it. If you keep using it, it could be that you will grow into a knight)

That's what I thought, Mira, but the question is how to make it grow.

I know you fight with more than being a sword, but Mira doesn't have the heart of swordsmanship. Besides, being a magician, you can't handle it completely.

"Hmmm... you want to try it"

But with some experience, Mira comes up with one idea. And summon Dark Knight to experiment with it.

As the three spirits swallowed their spirits and watched them farther afield, Mira asked the Black Knight to let go of the Great Black Sword and let him have the summoned sword instead.

(Hmm, the sword looks small, but it's okay.)

The Black Knight holds his sword firmly. Having confirmed that, Mira ordered one sword move to try.

The Black Knight, instructed, leaps out to about inside the chapel and waves his sword. The sword strike, rolled out of the simple mould of shaking it up and down, sounded as clear as a bell, and the trajectory glowed like a rainbow.

"This is fantastic!

With sharp sword muscles without any trunk rashes due to differences in scores, but also the aftermath and residual light that makes you think it's special. After all, shortly after Mira raised her voice, touched that the holy sword's weapon spirits were all different.

A rainbow in the trajectory blew up.

It emitted intense light and sounded a high bursting sound.

"What's that now?!?"

Somehow she opens her dazzled eyes and Mira looks back at Sanctia.

"Now, it's one of the powers of the Holy Sword! You can resonate my magic in space and say something!

The summoned sword seemed to have the same power as the main house. Sanctia, who proudly explained it somewhere, laughs happily, "This is what summoning can do".

"Well, of the Holy Sword? That's amazing!

A special power hidden in the Holy Sword. With much interest in it, Mira rushed over to Dark Knight to receive the sword and set it up on the upper stage.

"No!

Mira waves down her sword with a temper shot and a hanging voice. Then the sword was pulled by gravity silently, hitting the floor with the cuttlefish. Naturally, there were no rainbows, no explosions.

The sword is not something that Mira can wield with her arms.

……

What does this mean, Mira turning her face to Sanctia silently.

"Uh... because for once I am the Holy Sword. Right. Because it doesn't mean it can be used by anyone. Look, Mira's a summoner, isn't she? You can't help it, can you?

Yes, of course. Sanctia insists that she's not bad at all.

"Hmm...... Whatever it is, I'm not happy with the new technique."

The effect of Sanctia's persuasion, or reluctantly, soothed his expression, Mira looks emotionally at the summoned sword.

"My first time, take care of it"

Sanctia, staring at the summoned sword as if it were my son, said so with a blush.

"I wish it was user-friendly."

"Well," Mira muttered, sending her sword back with a sigh, smiling and walking over to Words Lambert.

"Surely, my lord, you have said the spirit of silence."

"Yes, it is...... but"

Words Lambert laughs bitterly, understanding that the target has shifted from Mira's expression to herself.

"It's not the first time I've met a spirit of silence. Is it good with the perception of the original Spirit?

"Yes, it fits"

The original Spirit is the Spirit who, among the natural spirits living in nature, chiefly presides over phenomena and elements.

Having confirmed that, Mira looks up at Words Rambale and makes her grin deeper.

"Earlier, you said you'd do anything you could. If so."

"Yes, if Mira wants my power."

The spirits of silence stared straight back into Mira's eyes, which approached the tip of her eyes and nose, and replied so.

"Hmm. I want the Lord."

Mira nodded back from the bottom of her heart at Words Lambert's response, slowly reaching out and touching her opponent's forehead.

A small light flashed. It's the light of the contract. Then the magic formations that soon appeared disappeared to melt as they were.

"Well, it's done, but it's pretty plain."

Unlike the time of Sanctia, the covenant with the Spirit of Silence was as quiet and dear as it represented its name.

"Yeah, I think so too......"

Words Lambert, who was looking at the earlier contract where the light flies, agrees while depressed by the difference.

"I'm gonna do you a favor."

Still feeling a definite contractual response, Mira gave her hand and smiled satisfactorily.

"Yes, welcome"

Because he is presiding over silence or something, and Words Lambert, who was accustomed to these treatments, immediately regains his mind and shakes Mira's hand back.

"Even so, I understand the connection in the contract, but your superior spirits?"

"Yeah, once."

At the time of the covenant, words arose behind Mira's brain calling the spirits of silence, as if she remembered a dream she had forgotten.

Chanting is mandatory to use advanced techniques. Advanced art is the art of transcending human boundaries, and chanting is like a ritual that elevates one's magic to the upper stages. I didn't say no for the reason of being cool.

"And I don't know if it's too much of a mess to hear about silence. What power does your Lord have after all?

When Mira asks curiously, the spirits of silence drool with a lonely expression, "It's hard to tell, isn't it?"

"Wow, but the presence and power are plain,"

"You explain," Words Lambert continued, glancing at Sanctia laughing at him for saying that behind him, talking about his abilities.

The power of the spirits of silence. First, as its name suggests, silence can be created under any circumstances.

Moreover, its power extends not only to sound, but also to light and demons.

If you ask me in detail, it seems my ability to turn off any sound, hide myself, and be less perceived by special perceptions such as magic and signs.

In other words, the power of the spirits of silence was the ability to hide perfectly.

"Ho..."

Mira thinks after hearing the explanation.

"I knew it was plain..."

Words Lambail, depressed again by the indescribable look of it. But Mira sees him like that and breaks his face.

"Isn't that wonderful? I thought it was just noise because it was silent, but it's not an all-purpose gesture!

Mira thought about how to use the abilities of the Spirit of Silence. And I thought its usefulness was remarkable, and I was ecstatic that I picked it up better than I imagined.

"Really? Good."

Words Lambert happily broke his expression so that he could follow Mira like that.

Then Mira turns her gaze straight to the other Spirit. Having received that gaze, Antine set herself up in the face of tension.

"This is not a disturbance. Do you mind if I take you back to your old place?

The chapel lies ahead of you through a cave in the lake. To come and go there, we need the power of Antine, the Spirit of Water. So Mira asked for it.

"I thought I was going to be forced into a contract, too."

An antine that looks like he got a shoulder watermark somewhere.

"The water spirits are gone."

If Mira answered that, she felt relieved, but unfortunately, while she was convinced, "Is that what happened?"

"Thank you so much for your help"

"What, this isn't on the edge of anything either?"

Mira, who was hugged goodbye by Sanctia in front of a cave that leads all over the lake, replied satisfied with her smile as she glanced at the chest armor hitting her cheeks with a mess.

Then Mira returns to the lake, even as she is bored by the princess's hugs as she travels.

"This is... what is it?"

Over a lake surrounded by forest trees. It was not a star, but a brilliant light as a star flowed as if it were a great river, countless enough to fill the night sky full of heaven.

"That's crossing fluorescence, isn't it? At this time of year, they fly north like that."

"I see. What a fantastic sight."

Mira smiled with unexpected luck, staring at that light, which was supposed to be the time she had already fallen asleep and could not have seen.

"Even so, stay well asleep. I can't believe you didn't notice us getting so close, but it's a big deal."

Enjoying enough of the glowing night scenery, Mira passes in front of Aaron, sleeping as she leans over on the wagon's podium, peeking into the sleeping faces of the sasori and snake leaning over the wagon, before offering a surprise and admiration for how the three of them look completely unaware.

"At this level, you can sleep."

Saying so, Words Lambert opens the door to the wagon in a grand way.

"As reliable as you can be."

Even Aaron, a skilled man, doesn't react to this much change. Mira wrapped her tongue around the power she actually saw.

"Okay, Mr. Mira. Someday."

"Um, say hello to the other two."

"Yes, I'll tell him"

Words Lambert says so and closes the door. And now once I looked back, I gave a deep thank you before heading back to the lake.

Mira drops off two of the spirits and then takes off her dirty clothes before diving into the futon. Then, for a while, he began to take a nap late in the night.